Shove It

Shove It

A Poem by noddingoff

Anxious, and using

Pin pricks to make holes

Honey is oozing

Blood of poppies mix and flow

"Is this God's doing?"

Enjoying this never lasting zone

Anger exuding

Enough to make concrete choke

Something was brewing

Six hours later, run hot then cold

Vomit is shooting

Pick up the silver tattered bone

Repeat the movements

Until my center is gold

© 2023 noddingoff


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Added on November 30, 2023
Last Updated on November 30, 2023
Tags: death, dark, percocet, opioid, love, life, abuse, suicide, the end, abusive, twin flame, heroin, fentanyl, fantasy, hurt, pain, music, poignant, midwest, goth, egirl, gothic, deftones, cigarettes

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